Текст песни ЛАЙТ - Меч самурая

samurai sword punishes with a short blow blade
katana spraying blood with a fountain
leaving scars with shine
raking the silence with his whistle
by the blowing wind
cleansing thoughts like a leaf
where the buds were ready to bloom
life to strive from the scraps
to a point without a shell
crimson drops on the cheek
flower petals exactly
points dropped by movement
smooth but powerful
just one blow of the blade made for sure
and the gaze is ready to linger again in the clouds
enjoying the fleeting fall
enemy body on stones
lasting just a moment
with a drop of sweat just like you
leaving the taste of old wine on your lips
and the bright blade hurries into the shadow of its sheath
kamikatana sleeps under metallic skin again

chorus
the soul of a warrior appeared for a moment and went into its sheath again one blow decided to fight and again you can wake up when you meet a soul similar and while she sleeps under the metal skin: X2

love with blood gives rise to terror in the veins
silently watch the movement of this world
samurai sword is one with its master
calm and when it is necessary to strike a blow
and in a place they like to look like
the stars go out in the sky
the blow was struck and turn back late
all too late and blood soaked souls
don't think about the past
it's better to go forward
sitting in a place under the shade of a tree cannot sleep
often the dead do not give rest to enjoy
it remains to listen to the silence steal sounds
rustle of grass in which hands are buried
a bird suddenly flies up into the sky as if in a panic
samurai slowly gets to his feet
the sword feels anxiety
and can no longer sleep deep
in the bowels of the metal skin)
chorus: X2